When you ask for oranges, life gives you lemons instead. Instead of sweet, it hands you sour times. 

And sometimes, it gives you both. 

It either gives you a perfect lifestyle and a fucked up mind, or it gives you a perfect mind which gets fucked up in greed. I often think which category I come in, what about me and my life is fucked up?

I have every materialistic and romantic aspects in my life. I can have anything I want with just a snap of my fingers. I have the power to choose who I want, how I want it and why I want it. But I can't come to a conclusion, hence it's my mind that is fucked up. 

Lightly brushing my fingers against his cheeks, over his cheekbones to his chin. I stare at the way  his eyelashes peak from his hair. He was so beautiful that it hurt. 

I want you to have all of my heart 

You took my heart with you and you didn't even realise it. 

He is my oranges yet my lemons. 

Whatever I am like right now, is because of what I felt for him. I am not even sure if it should be named as love. What is that I exactly feel for him? 

My fingers come to a still as I silently watch him groan and move his arm, which was wrapped around my bare abdomen. His fingers spread on my lower back as I suck in a sharp breath. I should've changed into something else.

I could feel a smile stretching upon my lips, this was the life I wanted. Watching him wake up right next to me everyday for the rest of my life. 

His eyes slowly open, the grey hue dancing with little joy. "Good morning, Dawn." he whispers with his morning voice sending a shiver down my spine. I gulp as I bite my lips from telling him what effect his voice has on me. 

"How are you feeling now?" I ask, my eyebrows furrowed. Who would've thought that I won't be the only one getting nightmares from a traumatic past. But the difference here, my nightmares happen because of what I did; his nightmares happen also because of what I did. 

I pay for the mistakes I committed, but he is not suppose to pay for the mistakes I did. 

"Better," he smiles and I swear I could see hearts forming in his eyes. I wanted to tell myself that I could spend rest of my life with the man in front of me, forgetting everything I did and what could happen to me. 

"thank you for being there for me last night." he says as I gulp. 

"well, I should check with the security." I say as I get up or at least try to when he pulls me closer, as my face meets his bare chest. I slowly glance up to see his eyes closed while his fingers run through my messy curly hair. 

"Just five minutes dawn, just five minutes." he whispers, his voice heavy with emotions running through. As his words settle I relax against him, hugging him tighter as I plant a small kiss on his peck. "the world is too cruel for making us do this." 

I don't reply as my fingers run over his back, my nails lightly scratching as I hear him take a sharp breath. 

Last night, I had been up late planning on how to get Dalhyun out of here safely, after all the planning, talking on phone with different agents and making payments I simply decided to get something to eat. 

The clock had been striking a little past midnight, when I heated some leftovers and ate. Just before entering my room, I felt like just to have a little peak. 

Before I even realized what I was doing, I found myself standing by the door frame, gripping the handle tightly. I took a deep breath and pushed the door open, peeking through the small gap to see him trembling on the bed.

I quickly pushed the door wide open and rushed to his side, my breath catching in my throat as panic surged through me. Once I was beside him, I hugged him tightly, pressing myself against him.

"It's all okay, I am right here," I whispered repeatedly. He woke up with a gasp, calling out my name, and I fought to hold back my tears.

His eyes were wide with fear, darting around the room until they finally settled on me. The tension in his body eased slightly as he realized he wasn't alone. I could feel his heart racing against my chest, matching the frantic pace of my own.

"It's okay, you're safe," I murmured, gently stroking his hair. "I'm here with you."

He clung to me, his grip tightening as he buried his face in my shoulder. I could feel his hot tears soaking through my shirt, and I held him closer, wishing I could absorb all his pain and fear.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked softly, after a few minutes of silence.

He shook his head, his sobs subsiding into quiet sniffles. "No, not right now. Just... don't let go."

"I won't," I promised, tightening my embrace. "I'm not going anywhere."

We stayed like that for what felt like hours, the room silent except for the sound of our breathing. Eventually, his grip loosened, and I could tell he was drifting back to sleep.

"I'll stay here," I whispered, easing us both down onto the bed. "I'll be right here when you wake up."

He nodded weakly, his eyes closing as he nestled closer. I kept my promise, holding him tightly, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. But amidst all the worry and fear, one thing was clear: we would face this together.

As his breathing steadied and he fell into a peaceful sleep, I allowed myself to relax, knowing that for now, he was safe in my arms.

"Come on now, reality is waiting for us," I say, forcing myself to sit up and leave his embrace.

But then I feel a pull on my hand, and I yelp, falling backwards—perfectly onto his lap. "Dalhyun..."

"Shh," he murmurs, placing a finger on my lips as he adjusts me over his lap. One hand rests on my thigh, the other wraps around my waist. "Look ahead."

His voice, dripping with an intensity that makes me gulp, directs my gaze forward. A large mirror stands in front of us, reflecting our entwined figures. The sexual tension between us crackles like electricity in the air.

Our eyes meet in the mirror, his dark and smoldering, mine wide and startled. His hand on my thigh sends shivers up my spine, while the arm around my waist holds me firmly in place. I can feel the heat of his body seeping into mine, the closeness igniting a fire deep within me.

"See how perfect we look together," Dalhyun whispers, his breath hot against my ear. "You can't deny this connection."

I swallow hard, trying to maintain my composure. "Dalhyun, we can't..."

His grip tightens slightly, his eyes never leaving mine in the mirror. "Why not? We've always been good together. You feel it too, don't you?"

I bite my lip, my resolve wavering as his hand slowly inches up my thigh. The reflection shows every subtle movement, every flicker of emotion crossing my face. The sight of us together, so intimately close, sends my heart racing.

"I..." I start, but the words catch in my throat.

Dalhyun's eyes soften slightly, his thumb brushing gently against my waist. "Just be honest with yourself," he murmurs. "What do you really want?"

In the mirror, I see the truth reflected back at me. Despite the chaos and uncertainty, despite the risks, there's no denying the magnetic pull between us. My heart knows the answer, even if my mind is still denying it.

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I watched through the CCTV camera as the parade of Toyota cars began to leave the parking lot, their sleek, polished exteriors gleaming under the lights. The reporters who had gathered were left astounded at the sight, their expressions a mix of awe and curiosity. They frantically scribbled notes and snapped pictures, trying to capture every moment of this unexpected spectacle.

The cars moved in a perfectly synchronized formation, a testament to the meticulous planning and execution that had gone into this event. Each vehicle was a masterpiece, representing the pinnacle of engineering and design. The low hum of their engines filled the air, a symphony of power and precision that sent a thrill through the onlookers.

I couldn't help but smirk in victory as I observed the scene unfold. This was exactly the reaction I had hoped for. The camera did not click, but it captured every detail of the parade, ensuring that this moment would be recorded for posterity.

As the last car exited the lot, I leaned back in my chair, feeling a sense of deep satisfaction. The reporters were still buzzing with confusion, their voices a cacophony of questions and comments. They knew they had witnessed something extraordinary, and I relished in the knowledge that I had orchestrated it all.

Exiting the room, I made eye contact with Dalhyun and gave a nod. He caught the hint and waited for me to approach him. "It's time. This event should be marked as history being made," I commented, flipping my hair over my shoulder with a casual confidence.

He laughed, a warm, familiar sound that once had the power to melt me. Now, however, that feeling was fading away. I felt a smile spreading across my face, not from the echo of past emotions, but from the satisfaction of the present moment.

"It's quite a spectacle," Dalhyun remarked, his eyes still sparkling with amusement. "You've outdone yourself."

"Thank you," I replied, glancing back at the bustling scene behind us. "Everything went exactly as planned."

He nodded, a hint of pride in his gaze. "The reporters are going to have a field day with this. You've given them something truly remarkable to write about."

I shrugged, though I couldn't hide my own pride. "It was a team effort. Everyone played their part perfectly."

Dalhyun's smile softened. "True, but it was your vision that brought it all together."

I met his gaze, feeling a mix of gratitude and nostalgia. "We make a good team," I said, more to acknowledge our shared past than to dwell on it.

"That we do," he agreed, his laughter now more of a gentle chuckle. "So, what's next for you?"

I smirk again, "It's time to get you out of here." As we exit the small CCTV room, I immediately usher him inside my car. He lies down on the floor of my Lambo's backseat, and I quickly cover him with multiple blankets.

Before the paps can spot me, I climb inside and rev the engine. I let my crew know to move forward, watching as they spring into action. Many more cars follow through, forming a protective convoy around me as I drive between two of them.

The streets are crowded, but our formation is flawless. Each car moves in sync, creating a seamless barrier that shields us from prying eyes. I can hear the distant shouts of reporters and the clicking of cameras, but they're no match for our carefully planned escape.

"Just hang in there," I say, glancing back at him through the rearview mirror. "We're almost out."

He nods slightly, the tension evident in his eyes despite his attempts to remain calm. I focus on the road, weaving through traffic with precision. The convoy maintains its tight formation, blocking any attempts to break through.

The roads open up, and I press down on the accelerator, feeling the Lambo surge forward with a burst of speed. The convoy follows suit, creating a blur of motion as we leave the chaos behind.

"We did it," I mutter, a sense of relief washing over me. "We're in the clear."

He sits up slightly, pushing the blankets aside. "Thank you," he says, his voice hoarse but grateful.

I nod, glancing at him again. "Don't mention it. We're not out of the woods yet, but we're a lot closer."

The convoy gradually disperses as we draw more closer to my office. And eventually we're completely out of their radar. 

But I don't know how long will I be manage to keep them at bay, because there is a reason every celebrity dislikes paps with every single cell in their body. 

And I won't let them hunt me down and pry me open.  

A Million Little Things I am Grateful about: 

 Dalhyun's deep set voice

The mirror in front of the bed

Money

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Hey beautiful people!

Long time no talk!

So what's new with you guys? 

Are you all also busy with new academic year starting, or the beginning of frustrating travelling experience due to rains? 

I am with both 🥲

Well this note is to inform you that no matter what I will updating a chapter within two weeks after posting one. I promise I won't ghost y'all again 🥰

But there is a small condition, tiny, VERY TINY...

There would be vote targets now. 

I have noticed many authors doing it, even though it's not my first preference, let's do this. 

So for this chapter, the target is 10 VOTES  

Also, I have a small news! I submitted AMLR for Wattys!!!

Even though I don't have much hope, I still want to share this news with you guys. 

Happy (not) Monsoon season everyone!

PS: please stay alert with these rains, you never know what can happen.